Chapter 143 Reunion

Morning, 7:20 AM, inside the monitoring cabin of the Dolphin.

"Look who it is..." Graybeard hobbled into the cabin, heading straight for Haven't-Deaf.

The cabin was already a mess. Thanks to the efforts of several assistant directors and staff, all the monitoring screens inside had been smashed before the pirates invaded.

"Long time no see," Haven't-Deaf said calmly, sitting in a chair and looking at Graybeard. "Dreadward."

"Heh... likewise, James," Graybeard chuckled.

Their eyes met, and they both laughed, but... although laughter came from their mouths, there was no smile in their eyes.

"Heh... hahahaha... hahahaha!" Haven't-Deaf laughed louder and louder.

Graybeard didn't want to be outdone, and his raspy voice laughed even louder.

For a moment, the crew members, staff, and pirates in the cabin (five minutes ago, the pirates had already taken over the entire ship and gathered everyone into this largest cabin), as well as Captain Joseph, O'Kuanhai, Gu, Luohan, Ross Child II, Ba Feite... all showed puzzled expressions.

"Ha!"

Suddenly, Graybeard's laughter stopped abruptly. In the same second, he shouted and punched Haven't-Deaf in the face.

Haven't-Deaf was now a prisoner, so naturally he had no room to fight back. He could only endure the blow.

"Tch..." Haven't-Deaf, after taking the punch, remained fearless. He calmly spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and said with his head held high, "Your way of greeting old friends is really enthusiastic."

"Humph... it's good that you know it's a 'greeting'..." Graybeard grinned. "The real 'main course' hasn't been served yet."

"Whatever, you punch like a woman," Haven't-Deaf responded provocatively without showing any weakness.

"You..." Graybeard's eyes widened, and he raised his fist again.

But two seconds later, he lowered his fist again and sneered. "Heh... trying to anger me? I won't fall for it." He waved the hook on his right hand. "Do you think... you can get away with it this way?" He turned his face, swept around the cabin, and continued, "Do you know... what this man is doing right now?" He paused. "Heh... he's trying to provoke me into abusing him. He wants to make you think... I'm a violent maniac, a madman... to reduce my credibility."

"Aren't you?" Haven't-Deaf interjected coldly.

"Ha! I'm far from being as bad as you," Graybeard responded.

As he spoke, Graybeard took two steps back, opened his arms, and raised his voice. "Everyone! Allow me to introduce... this man who used to dominate the seas, the invincible man... James Francis Haven't-Deaf, also known as—'Caribbean Man-eater'."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding pirates changed their expressions (as insiders, they had all heard of this name), while the passengers of the Dolphin all looked puzzled.

"In terms of seniority, he is undoubtedly my senior," Graybeard continued his narrative. "The year I went to sea at seventeen, he was already a well-known young talent."

"Is it appropriate to use the term 'young talent' to describe a pirate?" No one else spoke, but Haven't-Deaf himself opened his mouth.

"Don't interrupt! You bastard!" Graybeard shouted furiously, and stomped on Haven't-Deaf's foot with his prosthetic leg.

"Ah!" The latter's foot was fractured on the spot, and he couldn't help but scream in pain and fall to the ground.

"Actually... his real name is not 'Haven't-Deaf', but 'Cameron'," Graybeard ignored Haven't-Deaf's screams and continued his previous words, "Until one day... he successfully escaped from the hands of that 'Ear-cutter Roger' once, and since then, he has been called Captain 'Haven't-Deaf'." He sneered, "Anyone in our line of work knows... no one that 'Drug Lord' Roger wants to kill survives, and everyone who dies at Roger's hands has their ears cut off.

For so many years, there has only been one exception, and he... is the 'Haven't-Deaf' in front of you!"

As soon as the words fell, the passengers of the Dolphin cast "unfathomable" glances at Haven't-Deaf.

"He is more ferocious than pirates, more vicious than drug lords, and his nickname 'Caribbean Man-eater' is a portrayal of him 'eating people without spitting out bones'," Graybeard continued, "But who would have thought... such a person would successfully wash away his criminal record many years later, erase his previous thirty years of life, and transform himself into a director."

"Phew... I didn't expect... you were still alive..." At this time, Haven't-Deaf struggled to get up from the ground and sat down again, "When I saw you on the deck just now, I thought I was seeing a ghost..."

"Ha! How could I die?" Graybeard laughed hypocritically. "I kept this life just waiting for today... waiting for the day to get revenge on you." He began to pace around Haven't-Deaf. "I still remember the fight ten years ago... you boarded my ship, killed all my crew, chopped off my left leg, chopped off my right hand, and threw my wife into the sea..." He paused here, the expression on his face becoming extremely ferocious, "And you shot my parrot, damn it!"

Graybeard walked behind Haven't-Deaf at this time, glaring fiercely at his enemy and said, "Oh... God, I miss my parrot so much, more than that nagging old woman..." Saying this, he paused specifically, and said to Max a few meters away, "Sorry, kid."

"I understand," Max responded quickly, not interrupting his father any further.

"In short... I miss Sloan (the parrot's name), I miss my crew, and I miss my hands and feet..." Graybeard walked back to Haven't-Deaf's front, "It was you... who took all of this away! And today, I will make you pay back double!"

Haven't-Deaf, who was sweating profusely from the pain, still did not put down his arrogance. He met the other party's violent gaze and said in a deep voice, "Humph... I'm also a little curious, Dreadward... how did you survive back then?"

"Ha! Hahahaha..." Graybeard laughed wildly. "This is fate!" He walked towards Max with a proud face. "You would never have dreamed... my son... is a child prodigy!" He put his hand on Max's shoulder. "Ten years ago, when you were slaughtering the ship, he hid in the kitchen cabinet and escaped." He pointed to his face with his hook. "After you left, Max immediately called for help and dragged a medicine box that weighed more than him... to stop my bleeding." The complacency on his face was beyond words, "Haven't-Deaf... letting me lie on the deck and wait to die is the biggest mistake you've ever made!"

"So... that's how it is..." Haven't-Deaf muttered with lowered eyes, "However, this can't be said to be my 'miscalculation' or 'mistake'..." His gaze shifted to Max, "How many children who can do that at the age of two are there in all of humanity..."

"Humph..." Graybeard ignored the other party's words and continued, "Haven't-Deaf, do you think... changing your appearance will allow you to get rid of the past and live the so-called upper-class life from now on?" He suddenly roared, "Do you think you don't have to pay the price for what you did in the past!"

"Just kill me if you want to, why bother talking so much," Haven't-Deaf replied. "For someone like you... the only way to destroy me is through violence." He turned his head and glanced at the others in the cabin. "Outside this cabin, no one will believe what you said. Even if everyone on this ship comes to testify for you, even if I personally hold a press conference and say 'I used to be a bloodthirsty pirate'... no one will believe it." He sneered. "I can completely foresee... after my death, I will definitely be described by the media as a 'victim' or even a 'hero'; people will play the works I directed on a large scale to commemorate me, they will praise my achievements during my lifetime... maybe they will even give me a Nobel Peace Prize or something... hehe... and what are you? Dreadward? All you have is a ship full of... rude, stupid drug dealers like you! You will only be drug dealers and pirates for the rest of your lives, because you only deserve to do this. You are feared when you are alive, and despised and forgotten after you die, this is the fate of people like you..." He turned to look at Max, "Kid, if you are really a child prodigy, you should know that what I said is right. I advise you to leave your idiot father as soon as possible, find a normal family, read more books, maybe you can..."

Pu——

Graybeard punched Haven't-Deaf hard in the abdomen, interrupting him.

"You bastard, you're still so arrogant when you're about to die..." Graybeard muttered, "You wait... when I clean up the island, I'll use your equipment to broadcast your execution live to the world."

"Ugh..." Haven't-Deaf gasped for breath, raised his head and snorted coldly, "Humph... we'll see... I want to see who cleans up who..."

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Morning, 8:00 AM, central area of Cannabis Island.

At this time, Feng Bujue, who knew nothing about what was happening on the Dolphin, was squatting by a stream to rinse his mouth.

In the past hour, he had already completed two side quests.

They were: [Capture a Queensland Hairy-nosed Wombat alive with bare hands] and [Eat a whole taro raw].

Therefore, the corresponding challenges "Hunt a Queensland Hairy-nosed Wombat" and "Find and eat a tuber" have also been completed.

It has to be said that these side quests are really a bit difficult. The Queensland Hairy-nosed Wombat (an extinct herbivorous animal that was originally distributed in Queensland, Australia, and other places. Due to habitat destruction and human hunting, the Queensland Hairy-nosed Wombat became extinct around 1900) is a herbivorous animal, but its weight of about fifty pounds, strong body, and sharp claws... all brought certain difficulties to hunting.

Brother Jue, relying on the physical fitness of a normal person, under the limitations of the two conditions of "bare hands" and "capture alive", took a lot of effort to barely capture one. When the system prompt for the completion of the task sounded, his strength was also exhausted. Fortunately, the challenge was "dead or alive", so Brother Jue released the little wombat.

As for the "eat taro raw" challenge, it was also convenient... because the location where Brother Jue caught the bear happened to be next to several taro plants (Queensland Hairy-nosed Wombats dig up plant roots for food and like to forage near the entrance of the burrow).

So, after dealing with the "capture alive mission", he took out a military shovel to dig up a taro plant and directly started the "eat raw mission".

Because raw taro is slightly poisonous, and raw taro juice is easy to cause skin allergies, this task is also quite difficult. Even if you put aside these factors, just talk about the size and weight... "a whole taro" also includes several huge leaves; long and narrow petioles; rough, hard tuber skin; and a fairly substantial tuber itself.

Any of the above things are difficult to swallow raw. It is really full and disgusting to eat all these miscellaneous things, and it is also a torture to the mouth.

Of course... Brother Jue survived.

But he still needs to rinse his mouth and wash his hands to clean the taro juice (it will feel dry and itchy if left on the skin) before he can get back on the road.

"Gala Gala Gala... Spit!" Brother Jue rinsed his mouth and took a long breath. "Phew... very good, three more challenges, and the second main quest will be completed." He rubbed his hands in the water. "I should be able to finish the remaining three before sunset today, hum... after that, it's just a matter of survival... easy peasy."

At this time, Feng Bujue would never have imagined... in the hour he was doing the task, many pirates had landed on Cannabis Island and launched a search for the "fish that slipped through the net" on the island.

Moreover, at this moment, two pirates came to the forest behind him...

Sisi——Susuo——

Finally, when the two approached to a distance of about ten meters, the sound of their actions reached Brother Jue's ears.

"Hmm?" Brother Jue, who was always vigilant, naturally noticed the abnormal movement behind him. "This sound... is human!"

Feng Bujue's first reaction was... that an opponent wanted to attack him.

"Although I have a gun on me, I can't guarantee that others don't..." At this moment, Brother Jue's mind flashed. "Since Luohan can bring a gun as a prop, then others can undoubtedly do the same... um... I can't be careless..." Thinking of this, he decisively ran away.

The terrain by the stream was relatively open, and it was obviously unfavorable for the enemy to be in the dark and him in the light. So the first thing Brother Jue did was to rush into the forest directly in front of him.

Who knew... if he didn't run, it would be fine, but as soon as he ran... people started shooting.

Tutututu——

Bullets closely followed Brother Jue's pace and bloomed on the ground, splashing fragments of muddy rocks.

At the moment the gunshots rang out, Feng Bujue instinctively began to complain in his heart: "Damn it, that's an AK! Judging from the sound, it's dual-wielding! The one who came is a terrorist! It must be a terrorist!"